Lucky the moment, fortunate indeed,
when we collided, you charmed me.
Blessing or a fluke, maybe a stroke of luck
when you reached out, it was a
awesome touch.
Lackadaisical, spirit set free, no restraints,
while we're cloud dancing.
Blissful or a curse, flesh set aside,
the magic that I feel Is difficult to hide.
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Singing>
I think I am caught up in an early spring thaw,
the hills are singing and my heart is in awe.
The river rage calms to a gentle crawl and ice
chunks on the banks create a brick like wall.
The hills are singing and my heart begins to
dance, hope and faith has bloomed to
life another chance.
I think I am caught up in an early spring thaw,
the hills are singing and my heart is in awe.
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